CHIARA

FROM  STROKE TO VISION...Chiara Stroke and Beginning of a Dream 
Dall ictus alla visione....chiara ictus  e l'inizio di un sogno

 “Who I Am” Chi Sono

My name is Chiara. I am a calm, cheerful person, always keeping my eyes on the future.
A year ago, a stroke turned my life upside down—pain, hospitalization, brain surgery. Nothing was easy.Yet it didn’t break me. It made me stronger, more grounded, and more aware of what truly matters.
If I was positive before, today I am even more so—because I’ve learned that the future is something we can build, even after the storms.


Mi chiamo Chiara. Sono una persona serena, solare, con lo sguardo sempre rivolto al futuro.
Un anno fa un ictus ha cambiato la mia vita: dolore, ospedale, un intervento al cervello. Nulla è stato facile.Ma non mi ha spezzata. Mi ha resa più concreta, più consapevole, più forte.
Se prima ero positiva, oggi lo sono ancora di più. Perché ho imparato che il futuro si costruisce anche dopo le tempeste. 

Personalized therapy for PERTNER AND INVESTORS

PER INVESTITORI / PARTNER From Stroke to Vision – A Project Born from Real Need In July 2024, I survived a massive hemorrhagic stroke that left me temporarily paralyzed and unable to speak. During a month and a half in hospital, and later while caring for my bedridden elderly mother, I observed firsthand the physical and emotional strain placed on nurses, caregivers, and families. From this lived experience, a new system was conceived — one that does not currently exist on the market. The project aims to significantly reduce physical effort and pain associated with caring for bedridden, elderly, or obese patients. The solution is currently under patent application; therefore, technical details cannot yet be disclosed. However, its potential applications include hospitals, care facilities, and private homes. This is not a theoretical idea. It is a solution born from real suffering, real observation, and real daily needs.

My Vision

Specifically, at this stage I cannot describe my medical device in detail, simply because I am awaiting the registration of the patent. As this is a device that does not currently exist anywhere in the world, I prefer to protect the idea until the patent process is completed. The project itself will demonstrate the concrete usefulness of the product, which can be used both in hospital settings and at home, to support bedridden patients, elderly people, individuals with limited mobility, or people with obesity.

my story
La1. The Day Everything ChangedOn July 28th, 2024, I came home with a severe headache.A few moments later, I collapsed.I was alone.My partner was working in another city, almost ten hours away. When my messages stopped, he understood something was wrong and drove through the night. Without the keys to the house, he had to call the fire department.They found me unconscious.I had suffered a massive hemorrhagic stroke.2. The Missing TimeSome parts of my story are lost forever.The stroke damaged the area of my brain responsible for memory and thought. I do not remember everything that happened. What I know is that after about 22 hours, I was taken to the hospital. A CT scan revealed how serious my condition was, and I was transferred to a specialized brain hospital.I underwent a nine-and-a-half-hour brain surgery to remove the blood clot compressing my brain and to reopen the blocked blood vessels.That surgery saved my life.3. Waking Up in a Silent BodyWhen I slowly regained awareness, the right side of my body was paralyzed.I could not walk.I could not speak.I remember sounds more than images: nurses’ voices, needles for blood tests, machines, and countless CT scans. I remember the stroke unit on the third floor — and the suffering shared by patients, families, and medical staff.
La4. The Thought That Kept Me AliveEven while bedridden, my mind kept working.Every day, as nurses washed and moved me in bed, I watched them. I saw their effort, their fatigue, their care. I saw families struggling next to their loved ones.One thought never left me:There must be a better way.That thought helped me survive the month and a half in the hospital. It gave meaning to time.5. Recovery and Relearning LifeIn mid-September 2024, I returned home.I began speech therapy to relearn words I had lost.At home, I studied again from the basics — like a child learning language for the first time. Slowly, my voice returned. My left eye, which had stopped seeing, recovered as the optic nerve healed.But the idea born in the hospital stayed with me.6. From Personal Pain to a Shared RealityCaring for my elderly mother, now bedridden due to age and serious health conditions, made everything clearer.What I experienced was not exceptional.It is daily life for millions of people.Nurses, caregivers, and family members lift, move, and assist patients every day — often alone, often exhausted. Pain and physical strain are accepted as normal.They shouldn’t be.
My Experience, Supporting Those Who Care and Those Who Are Cared For”
L7. The Project – Patent PendingFrom this lived suffering, a project was born.A system that does not currently exist on the market.Because the patent process is ongoing, technical details cannot yet be disclosed.What can be said is this:the project aims to reduce physical effort, pain, and exhaustion for both patients and caregivers.It is designed for hospitals, care homes, private homes, bedridden patients, elderly people, and obese patients.8. A Final ThoughtThis project was not born in a laboratory.It was born in a hospital bed.It was born from silence, paralysis, and observation.From the belief that care can be more humane — for everyone involved.This is my story.But it is also the story of many.And it is only the beginning.a 
  • Milano, MI, Italia

I want my story to share a bit of positivity with anyone facing sadness or pain. Close your eyes—the tunnel always ends, and soon you’ll feel the fresh air and the sun’s warmth.